CLARA

I made my way through the crowd, the air was thick with excitement and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. The sun shone brightly, casting a golden hue over the garden where Storm's wedding was set to take place.

Rows of white chairs lined the aisle, adorned with delicate ribbons and fresh blooms, creating a picturesque setting that felt almost magical.

I could hear the soft strains of music drifting through the air, a gentle melody that seemed to echo the joy of the occasion. Guests were chatting animatedly, their laughter mingling with the sound of birds chirping in the background.

I spotted Storm and his bride, looking radiant...